[Black Basket] Together with the Light

Kuroko Tetsuya paused for a moment on the back of the tall boy, then turned to look at Takeuchi.

The black-haired girl was almost drenched, her bangs were drooping on her forehead, she was out of breath and she looked very embarrassed, her cheeks were flushed from running for a long time, and she seemed to be full of vitality in the embarrassment.

"Takeuchi-kun," Heizi said in a fairly steady voice just after he started running, "it's raining heavily."

Before Heizi finished speaking, Takeuchi suddenly accelerated, Heizi felt that his words were a bit redundant, so he speeded up his pace accordingly.

Quite unwilling to admit defeat, the young man thought this way, glanced at the outside of the playground, and then paused. The young man with a height of nearly two meters was very conspicuous in the crowd of onlookers. They are the acquaintances of the athletes, and they are all shouting for cheer.The silent Midorima Shintaro stood out among the excited crowd.

Heizi turned back to look at Takeuchi, the girl was staring at the person in front of her, not paying attention to the situation on the sidelines.The group of athletes that Takeuchi belongs to is generally good in strength, and Takeuchi, who has relatively good endurance among the girls in the morning run with the boys, does not have much advantage, so it is quite difficult to catch up at the moment.

The girl running in front of Takeuchi heard the footsteps catching up behind her, turned her head to look, and increased her speed again, but there was still room for it.

The boy who ran with him took another look at Takeuchi and Heizi, but this time he stopped smiling.

"Come on." The boy and Heizi spoke at almost the same time.

In the last lap, everyone's attention was focused on Takeuchi and the girl. The two chased after each other, and their speed was even faster than in the first lap.The sound of cheering in the stands overwhelmed the sound of the growing rain. Long-distance races were rarely so exciting. Even if they didn't know the two people on the field at all, they couldn't help being infected by the atmosphere and loudly encouraged the athletes.

When Takeuchi crossed the finish line, he was only one position faster than the girl behind him. The distance was too close for the exhausted party to be sure, so he cast his gaze to the referee, and the referee gave her a "one" gesture.

Takeuchi pointed at himself in a daze, and smiled after the referee nodded affirmatively.

"Sure enough, you will have good luck with the Generation of Miracles, thank you, Mr. Heizi." She panted and said to Heizi.

It was raining heavily, and after running around and a half, Heizi's body was already soaked. He lifted his bangs covering his eyes, and said with a smile, "No, Takeuchi-kun is really strong."

Then an umbrella appeared above his head, which blocked the rain on Takeuchi's head by the way.

The umbrella is only that big, so if you take care of the two of them, you can't take care of the one holding the umbrella.

Midorima handed the other umbrella to Heizi: "Momoi asked me to bring you an umbrella."

Heizi stared at Lujian for a second, took the umbrella, and opened it: "Thank you, Mr. Lujian, I'll take a step first."

"Thank you," Takeuchi supported his knees with one hand, and raised his other hand to wave to Heizi, "I'll treat you to a milkshake next time."

Heizi nodded slightly, turned and left.

"Go back and change clothes." Midorima took a step towards Takeuchi.

The radio was broadcasting the announcement. Due to the heavy rain, the sports meeting was suspended. The students in the auditorium got up and left. The buzzing sound spread from the stands to the playground. Concentration, the world is noisy and chaotic for a while.However, Midorima looked down at the girl propped up on her knees under the umbrella, and suddenly felt a strange tranquility.

Midorima noticed that Takeuchi glanced in a certain direction, so he also looked there. The girl who was running second was leaning on the tall boy. Walk slowly.

Midorima just felt his heart skip a beat.

As soon as his arm became hot, Takeuchi put it on his forearm, borrowed strength to straighten his waist, and then withdrew his hand: "What are you looking at? Let's go—Ah Choo."

The medical student glanced over.

Takeuchi felt wronged: "Can this be my fault?! Sneezing doesn't mean you will definitely catch a cold!"

Midorima glanced down at her: "I didn't say anything."

"Your eyes reveal everything you want to say or don't want to say!"

Midorima looked at her again: "Then what do I want to say now?"

Takeuchi = mouth =: "When did you become so cold, Shintaro, did you play too much formalin?" She said casually and then changed the subject, "When did your competition end?"

The boy stared straight ahead, he didn't realize that Takeuchi's gaze was on him and he paused: "Just now."

Zhuxin thought that of course she knew it was just now. Midorima was only wearing a basketball vest, not even a jacket. Standing beside him, he could almost feel the heat radiating from his body: "Win?"

"Hmm." The boy uttered a syllable from his throat, which was quite perfunctory.

"Congratulations."

"Thank you." Midorima replied briefly, and fell silent again.

Takeuchi felt that it was very difficult to communicate in Midorima today, she wrinkled her nose: "I said, can't you congratulate me?" She looked around with some guilt, but she didn't see the one she passed Girl, just continue, "At any rate, I also ran first."

Midorima said coolly: "The group is just the first."

"Judging from Takeuchi-kun's results, it is very possible to be number one in long-distance running."

Suddenly a voice came out.

Midorima, Takeuchi: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

Takeuchi looked angrily at the blue-haired boy: "...This is unscientific! Heizi, aren't you holding an umbrella?! Even if I can't see you, I should be able to see your umbrella!"

Midorima: "...Heizi... When were you here?"

Kuroko Tetsuya: "If an umbrella floats in mid-air, will it cause panic?" He answered Takeuchi first in the order of questions, and then Midorima, "Just now. Did I bother you?"

Unpredictable.Midorima pushed his glasses and made the above definition of Kuroko's rhetorical question. "Did you bother me?" The answer is not the key, the question itself is.Xuebajun thought that there was no need to answer this question at all. He said to Takeuchi: "You will not see a jersey floating on the court when he is playing."

Takeuchi Daigo suddenly realized: "Wait, the topic is wrong, if I really run away from Daiichi Shintaro, would you invite me to dinner?"

How did the topic go so far as to ask for a meal... Midorima felt powerless.

"M note?" he suggested.

"Deal." Takeuchi rubbed his chin, "Should I treat you to a meal first after you won the preliminaries... How is Ryota's game going?"

Midorima looked away: "When I came over, his side hadn't finished yet, so it shouldn't be a problem to see the point difference."

"That's good."

It rained heavily throughout the afternoon, the sky and the earth were completely white, and there was no other sound in the dormitory except the sound of rain.After returning to the dormitory, Takeuchi took a shower and changed clothes before sitting down, feeling sleepy.Looking at the tome on the table that hadn't been opened yet, Takeuchi felt that it would be okay to be a little decadent for a day. She got up, went to the bathroom to dry her hair, lay down on the bed and fell asleep almost immediately.The result of her poor sleeping position was that she did not sleep soundly, and felt backache after waking up in a daze.

Change your position and sleep again?

Takeuchi, who was not fully awake, pulled the alarm clock and looked at it, twisted in the quilt and got up.

It's dinner time, okay~

Key cards, wallets, mobile phones, keys.Taking the four major items for going out, Takeuchi walked towards the cafeteria holding an umbrella.

On the way, she received a text message from Leng Ning, and her excitement was revealed between the lines: "I passed!"

Takeuchi replied: "Congratulations! Please eat!"

After posting it, Takeuchi felt that something was wrong. Is the only thing left in her life is to treat her to dinner?

It was meal time, and there were a lot of people in the cafeteria. After running 3000 meters, Takeuchi decided to reward herself—of course, she didn’t have trouble with herself. Foodies find a reason for herself to eat, everyone understands—the eels were arranged meal team.

The queue at the window serving eel rice was very long. Takeuchi took out his mobile phone to check Twitter, and saw a model colleague who was not familiar with him retweet a photo, and at the same time tweeted at her in a familiar joking tone, "Be honest, who is this handsome guy?"

In the photo, she was walking with the boy under Midorima's umbrella. The photo was taken from Takeuchi's side and rear. Only the lower half of Midorima's face was exposed, but his bandaged fingertips were held at the end of the umbrella handle. He can see clearly, and those who know him can recognize him at a glance.

The queue for eel rice is very long, long enough for Takeuchi to poke into the original post, flip through the comments and read the reposts, "Goddess of Suyan", "Does she already have an owner?", "[Heartbreak]", "Takeuchi is really a student?! "And so on, Takeuchi slipped past her own good or bad comments, not paying attention to them.As a model, she's a minor celebrity on Twitter, with a little over 7 followers.Compared with ordinary people, she does have a lot of fans, but in the entertainment industry, Takeuchi's fans are not enough at all. However, having few fans also has the advantage of having few fans. I don't feel it anymore, those who objected and ridiculed heard more in reality.

Interesting point, Takeuchi thought.

Midorima is a member of the Miracle Generation with over [-] fans. The theory of the six people says that no matter who you are in this world, you can get to know each other through the guidance of the six people.

There must be someone who knows Takeuchi and Midorima.Someone reported the name of "Midorima Shintaro" in the comments, and tagged him. Takeuchi poked into Midorima's homepage. Unsurprisingly, Midorima did not respond.

Midorima, Generation of Miracles, and several others were also involved, especially Ryota Kise, but everyone deliberately ignored this tweet and did not respond.

What Kise said suddenly sounded in my mind: "To be honest, I don't love the profession of modeling, and I don't want to sacrifice so much for it."

I also don't like photos of people I don't know posting on the Internet outside of work, especially if I'm not the only one in the photo.

"What do you want to order?" the uncle in the cafeteria poked his head out of the window and asked.

"Eel rice," said Takeuchi, "pack it up."

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